World-Class Asses: Finger-LickersLike all ethically upright individuals and former Boy Scouts, I place a high priority on cleanliness. Waterless antibacterial soap is in my briefcase at all times; I always use a paper towel when opening the doors of public lavatories, wash my hands many times throughout the day, and generally try to set a golden example for the rest of humanity by being a model of right behavior. Hey, it’s what I do.
While it takes a whole lot to motivate a generous soul like me to designate another group of god’s chillen World-Class Asses, I feel justified in applying that label to yet one more bunch of folks who seem clearly deserving of that title.

Over lunch, while watching Jacques Pepin prepare “More Fast Food,” I was shocked to see him spread a big cracker with what looked like crème fraîche and then (sacre bleu!) LICK a thick finger that was covered with the stuff. He then proceeded to apply, by hand, red onions and salmon, all the while cavalierly and unconsciously coating each of these additional ingredients with his spittle before cutting the whole thing up for serving to guests. I was appalled and made a note to myself to never eat anything chez Jacques.
I don’t get the whole finger-licking thing.

Who licks fingers? Chimps…and humans who seemingly emulate those primates.
If I have something on my finger, even if it tastes good, I wipe it off…especially if I’m preparing food for others.

But even if I’m not cooking, the very notion of tongue-whipping a digit is unspeakably loathsome.
At a restaurant, if I see a guy sucking his fingers, I can only imagine that the bacteria he transfers from mouth to hands is going to end up on salt and pepper shakers, catsup containers, napkin holders, chair backs, and all kinds of other objects touched by people who surely do not wish to share his bodily fluids.

I was driving along Washington in Oak Park the other day, and there was a guy walking along, eating from a bag of fried chicken. He stuck two (!) fingers in his mouth at once to drain them of any residual tasty greases. I almost careened off the road in revulsion.
Can there be any conceivable justification for this aesthetically offensive and clearly unhygienic practice? I’m not saying finger-lickers should be banned from restaurants or have their offending tongues and fingers cut off. That would probably be going too far. But somebody has to bring it to the attention of these slack-jawed knuckleheads that their behavior does not please me.

I tried licking my fingers once. I didn’t like the taste; I don’t understand why anyone would. So, for their role in transmitting even more disease in this disease-ridden world, for making me want to hurl at the sight of with their sub-human table displays, I dub finger-lickers…World-Class Asses.

And don’t even get me started on thumb-lickers who engage in the most improper use imaginable for our opposable digit, which is supposed to set us apart from those below us on the Great Chain of Being, but which through misuse aligns some of us much more closely with them.
David “Kleenex boxes make excellent shoes” Hammond
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